Mama's gripping on her hip on the fifth of may

In a photo daddy took on a humid day

In a town that's anyone's guess

Way out in western kentucky

She's broken-hearted as he's riding away

On a motorbike out to east l.a

To find a white line, it's such a fine line, between broken and lucky.

Getting high's easy

Getting drunk's fine

It's the getting by that'll get a soul down

So if you need me

Know that I'm bleeding

Somewhere alone in some coastal town

Some coastal town.

And I can feel when your body ain't in this bed

I can still hear you laughing last spring in my head

Now it's april and I hate you and I'm heading home

The little notes that you left for me

In coat pocket and cabinetries

Are in a shoebox from when we once talked

Back when I felt free.

Getting high's easy

Getting drunk's fine

It's the getting by that'll get a soul down

So if you need me

Know that I'm bleeding

Somewhere alone in some coastal town.

Mama's gripping on her hip on the fifth of may

In a photo daddy took on a humid day

In a town that's anyone's guess

Way out in western kentucky.

Getting high's easy

Getting drunk's fine

It's the getting by that'll get a soul down

So if you need me

Know that I'm bleeding

Somewhere alone in some coastal town

In some costal town.